The journey continued- He was really sweating, but he was trying to chug enough water to stay fully hydrated. Getting out of the studio for the daily exercise was absolutely necessary- A chance for him to clear his head and enjoy the little slices of nature that the city had yet to fully suffocate or poison. After traveling another block he reached the west edge of the small city. He passed through the simple, unmarked entrance to a gravel walking trail.

2)

A Cooper’s hawk was circling high overhead and Jack paused to watch the beautiful bird. Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth. The hawk drifted behind a row of dead trees and quickly disappeared from view. Jack looked around and realized that he was completely alone on the trail- Everyone else was either working or hiding out at home with their air conditioning and televisions- Or they just simply did not know that the trail existed.

3)

There were dead trees to be seen on both sides of the trail- The outer bark had turned gray and many had already fallen over. Gnarled roots were reaching out toward nothing. Many airplanes were crisscrossing above, covering the blue sky with a white grid work of chemtrails. Jack sighed. Even out here, outside of the city, he could not escape or ignore the insanity of the modern world. Grim silence on the trail…

Woe to the inhabitants of the earth! – great scene in the story with the bird. I like the format of your stories. Small parts interspersed with very interesting black and white pictures. Really creative method of delivering your stories. Also like it that it is split up into very small sections. Will be reading through the rest of the parts slowly by slowly. The story is very interesting so far. Keep sharing!